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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 21, 2011 1:00:06 GMT -5
Adam sat feeling awkward being waited on. Sora sat at his feet, fluffy rolled back tail wagging. "Glad you're so comfortable living like this," Adam said the the dog partially pouting.
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Post by ode on Apr 22, 2011 20:57:37 GMT -5
The chef sat a nice sized sandwich down and leaned against the counter. "Hows your new life, milord?" he asked, ever the gossip.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 22, 2011 21:15:41 GMT -5
"Uh...good?" Adam answered in a questioning manner picking up his sandwich and taking a bite.
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Post by ode on Apr 22, 2011 23:06:38 GMT -5
"Hows about his lorhip, eh?" the cook waggled his eyebrows. "Fine specimen there. Many servants in this household were upset to hear about the Master having a mate. You're a lucky one too, eh?"
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 22, 2011 23:48:15 GMT -5
Adam frowned. "Erm, I gues."
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Post by ode on Apr 23, 2011 8:23:43 GMT -5
"Bet he appreciates that lithe young figure of yours too. It's so romantic and more to see you two together. Will you have children, do you suppose? The Marquis needs an heir, you know."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 23, 2011 20:59:12 GMT -5
Adam looked away. "Eh, um, we-we're kind of taking this slow. I've always been a servent, a slave even," he admitted.
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Post by ode on Apr 25, 2011 15:31:29 GMT -5
The cook reached over and cuffed his chin. "Tha's why we like ya so much, milord. Its nice ta see a fairy tale come true here and there."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 25, 2011 16:07:35 GMT -5
Adam looked surprised at the chef. He had touched him. The other servants had been so careful of him at had seem. A smile crept across his face. "I guess it's not so bad, I just don't want the servants treating me so well."
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Post by ode on Apr 27, 2011 21:34:05 GMT -5
"We don't mind, milord. We al secretly imagine it's us," he winked. "Make your mating a good one. Give the rest of us something to dream about."
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 27, 2011 22:26:17 GMT -5
Adam blushed. He really didn't like others talking about Knight like that. Was it jealousy. His violet eyes wavered to the chocolate puppy beside him who had gone still staring at the chef as if it scenced how Adam felt.
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Post by ode on Apr 27, 2011 22:32:28 GMT -5
The cook just continued cutting some vegetable for the evening soup.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 28, 2011 16:47:01 GMT -5
After taking another bite of his food, Adam decided he had lost his appetite and picked it up planning to give it to the dog out of sight not wanting to waste the food. "I'll leave now."
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Post by ode on Apr 29, 2011 22:20:23 GMT -5
"Alright, milord. Good day to ye!" the cook waved vigorously.
Knight didn't get home until seven that night and was only just int time for dinner. Graoning he fell into his chair.
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Post by phantasmalunar on Apr 29, 2011 22:58:49 GMT -5
Adam looked to Knight with widened eyes. He wondered if he was allowed to ask if he was okay.
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